I love to dress like the whore I am and when in the dungeon, dressonly in my under wear. Some men like to role play, me being a whore,arrested, charge... and punished. This usually means being put in a cellfor the night and ravaged by the other in mates. Then shackled and ledout to the huge back yard where I am suspended spread eagled and whipped,after which I am so weak I cant stand up, so I am dragged to the cross. Iam then laid down with arms out stretched while my wrists are tied thenthe. I suppose he could have forced himself to re-double the speed of his cartwheeling tongue, but he couldn't have faked the sudden extra dose of steel-hard stiffness in the prick he was hunching into my mouth. My son was honestly aroused by the sweet, sticky taste of his own mother's cum. My own tongue had gotten a little clumsy because I had to keep gasping for breath around the thick plug of Matt's overstuffed cock. Suddenly, he went rigid above me. I recognized the . The former would be the best, but the second would be OK as well. Either way, progress was good.I made some lunch, ate, and then cleaned up the kitchen. After showering and changing, I headed to Bridgeport to pick up Anala. When I went to the door, we hugged briefly and she asked me to wait. Less than a minute later she put her shoes on and picked up a box that we put in the back of the car.“Are we going shopping?” she asked.“That was the plan. I bought a few things already, like the table.. A though went through my head. Maybe Amy is not just a Lesbian? They way she looked at me, there was definitely something there. When I came back to reality, Claire was on the bed kissing Amy, her hand was stroking her pussy over her pants. Fabulous, here we go! I got the camera out and started filming, I had always wanted to do this and it was really turning me on. Amy really seemed to be getting into it, she was kissing Claire on the neck and tweaking her nipples, while Claire now had her.